Breaded Slice
• Written by CobraKaine_Snake
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You already know you're dead
Im the best thing since sliced bread,
Bread spread n' now we dread locks
You pull up in parking lots
Feeble prayers to fit in bread crumbs in their stay
It's like sunshine on a rainy day
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
I created this image
That i just haven't came up with a name yet
These gangstas pray to god, and they want to break bread,
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
And i roast ya bitch
Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.
But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck
I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread
Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck
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CobraKaine_Snake
Member since August 28 2021